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  • justamjustam Posts: 20,950
    edited June 2016
    My favorite line from your poem Chadwick--> "it's not simple"
    Post edited by justam on
    o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o
    Love is still the best state to live in.
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  • chadwickchadwick up my assPosts: 20,893
    what is bored boring
    the snoring elf lost magic
    no more turtles' pond
    it isn't windy for kites
    smoke hasn't flame

    hanging masterpieces without artworks
    jumping kangaroo cannot go no more
    a pitiful yet distant star dying
    candles mounted on bicycle with flat tires in a rain
    there is no red
    nothing

    went down for a go but no map
    half a dollar left
    maybe less

    amputee
    scooting wheelchair
    her leg working overtime
    & a brindle bullmastiff servicing without a name of his own


    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • incubating trust from a crusty seed
    in light aligned with the majestic sea
    wind takes my charms over the mast
    flying along with the gulls
  • AnnafalkAnnafalk SwedenPosts: 2,866

    incubating trust from a crusty seed
    in light aligned with the majestic sea
    wind takes my charms over the mast
    flying along with the gulls

    Love this
  • Liberace, Jabba The Hut, and Jezebell
    Who'll consummate soul for a meal ticket
    All for one and one for all mindless games
    The stench of subterfuge
    When at the Circus
    The flying orangutang's there a weaving
    Trying to make you believing
    A whining narcissist in the background
    Plays chess with the pawns
    All in vain
    Veracity of destiny will remain
  • Wise is we
    Is we wise
    We is wise
    I sew
    Buttons &Bows
  • chadwickchadwick up my assPosts: 20,893
    what about those cane fishin poles
    over the hill other way around
    boat dock sits easy
    what floats lies lost upside down
    there is no

    a nearby forest sings
    rain came through
    you would not believe happy valley
    if it were not for those ferns
    then nothing
    green & tree bark
    moss against time's slow drawing

    when darkness has its way
    tree frogs give to this world
    easily saved those tiptop heights
    or
    thickness bush
    tangled up brush developing as it does

    where tiny is like our moon
    hidden in mist clouds
    crawling around this night
    here they put themselves under hibernation's spell
    in this horde dreams are feathered castles nestled in close
    nothing bad
    just drifting along until breaking light finds its way


    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • rollingsrollings unknownPosts: 6,629

    Liberace, Jabba The Hut, and Jezebell
    Who'll consummate soul for a meal ticket
    All for one and one for all mindless games
    The stench of subterfuge
    When at the Circus
    The flying orangutang's there a weaving
    Trying to make you believing
    A whining narcissist in the background
    Plays chess with the pawns
    All in vain
    Veracity of destiny will remain

    :clap:
    How's the view from the fence?
  • chadwickchadwick up my assPosts: 20,893
    $7 a week
    count down slowing down
    a weak display anyway
    up & down emotion
    caught up in some kinda bullshit struggle
    a sweat begun winning

    ?is this open the way i should
    crooked heads along long hallways with empty stairs stares
    why does she not
    there are voices
    but no listeners

    a mirror reflects when they lie
    it is expensive
    the dive
    broken upkeep as bone on meat
    this is where bored, tired & exhausted candles can not melt any longer (not anymore)
    they do not go the light not letting go the black

    a suffering wind here can not but mistake
    accidental child falls scraping knees & elbows
    bicycle's teach pain at quick beginnings
    it is like this one there
    a unkind trip
    our star's adventure lost from when we were small

    is ?wrong? having us
    a flood
    the no nothing swim
    drown down (with) dislocated
    undone neon signs long time back

    $7 a week
    count down slowing down
    a weak display anyway
    up & down emotion
    caught up in some kinda bullshit struggle
    a sweat begun winning

    ?is this open the way i should
    crooked heads along long hallways with empty stairs stares
    why does she not
    there are voices
    but no listeners

    a mirror reflects when they lie
    it is expensive
    the dive
    broken upkeep as bone on meat
    this is where bored, tired & exhausted candles can not melt any longer (not anymore)
    they do not go the light not letting go the black

    a suffering wind here can not but mistake
    accidental child falls scraping knees & elbows
    bicycle's teach pain at quick beginnings
    it is like this one there
    a unkind trip
    our star's adventure lost from when we were small

    is ?wrong? having us
    a flood
    the no nothing swim
    drown down (with) dislocated
    undone neon signs long time back

    it is an alice in chains typea crunch upside the head






    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • vogonpoetbythelakevogonpoetbythelake Posts: 862
    edited July 2016
    I
    robot
    meaning making machine
    living with my automatic negative thoughts
    spun art from other peoples memories
    I
    mine
    a line
    Post edited by vogonpoetbythelake on
  • I close my eyes and I can see you
    but I don't know where
    the place of my father's soldier image
    where to roam not in this home
    Gesticulation of this wench
    Prayer for an answer
    I close my eyes and I can see you
    Praying to know
  • joanna4136joanna4136 Rhode IslandPosts: 20
    Perception, pitch, hyperbole and hypothesis. A flowing union of humanity on the horizon. All as one, floating in song.
    Be strong, be loved.
  • teamlovebone333teamlovebone333 Sea double T lePosts: 3
    edited August 2016
    love
    Post edited by teamlovebone333 on
    Hey nah nah nah nah ain't that somethin!
  • AnnafalkAnnafalk SwedenPosts: 2,866
    edited August 2016
    You're alright
    I tell myself sometimes
    When I feel doubts
    Feelings of remorse is painful
    Stupid things I should or shouldn't have done
    Do they even matter to anyone but myself anymore?
    Maybe the memories are there for some sort of reasons
    to be forgiven
    I need to forgive myself
    It sounds so simple
    Post edited by Annafalk on
  • vogonpoetbythelakevogonpoetbythelake Posts: 862
    edited August 2016
    dieing

    a little more

    comfortably everyday

    for

    having known you...
    Post edited by vogonpoetbythelake on
  • beating the blues turns one to black...spin to green and yellow...brews floating down river...heart pounds for the fleshy floaty bloaty...speak of the devil...doll you cant win'em all
  • JWPearlJWPearl Posts: 19,893
    can you live for a thousand years in love,power and equality...yes i can..the flame of fire burns with Gods force and is only dimmed when one weakens...a weak foundation can never last...suffering is endurance...endurance in turn strength..strength is will to last in storms of opposers....and suffering can amplify joy..joy i real...
    number 6...
  • rollingsrollings unknownPosts: 6,629
    wondering where in turning turmoil
    we would fare if turned
    around or sent straight up a tree
    christmas is ours
    tomorrow is ours
    do we know this?
    How's the view from the fence?
  • hedonisthedonist standing on the edge of foreverPosts: 17,098

    dieing

    a little more

    comfortably everyday

    for

    having known you...

    This reminds me of Tool's H.

    "considerately killing me"

    Best part is...it's true - in a gorgeously unexpected way.
  • AnnafalkAnnafalk SwedenPosts: 2,866
    edited September 2016
    Feelings and sightings on my the way to work..
    I feel like I've been here for a hundred years
    A selfless act from a stranger
    People talking, looking and thinking
    The sun is shining
    Things being moved up, down in and out
    The leaves don't care, she can't walk straight
    A paper roll in one hand and the phone in the other...
    Post edited by Annafalk on
  • justamjustam Posts: 20,950
    When I looked out my front window this morning, there was a layer of white mist on the lawns and farms. It was about two feet high and wispy. The horses in my neighborhood were out and in combination with the mist the whole impression looked like the start of a story.

    Natural beauty really speaks to me! :)
    o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o
    Love is still the best state to live in.
    signaturetree.jpg
  • AnnafalkAnnafalk SwedenPosts: 2,866
    justam said:

    When I looked out my front window this morning, there was a layer of white mist on the lawns and farms. It was about two feet high and wispy. The horses in my neighborhood were out and in combination with the mist the whole impression looked like the start of a story.

    Natural beauty really speaks to me! :)

    I could see it in my mind as a very calm and beautiful view, thank you
  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,265
    there is beauty in everything I see
    how I react is sometimes confusing to you
    I understand...
    occasionally or often my words are a reaction
    to the many emotions a statement or event will inspire
    but in the end of it all
    there is still beauty in everything I see
    I don't ask for your foreignness
    or even for you to understand my words
    our paths have never crossed
    but still I wish you a prosperous journey
    and may God light your way.

    Godfather.


    it dosen't matter to me what a man dose for a living you understand..
    as long as his interest's don't conflict with mine.
  • hedonisthedonist standing on the edge of foreverPosts: 17,098

    there is beauty in everything I see
    how I react is sometimes confusing to you
    I understand...
    occasionally or often my words are a reaction
    to the many emotions a statement or event will inspire
    but in the end of it all
    there is still beauty in everything I see
    I don't ask for your foreignness
    or even for you to understand my words
    our paths have never crossed
    but still I wish you a prosperous journey
    and may God light your way.

    Godfather.


    I think I get this, GF...at least from where I am, in the now.

    Thank you, my friend.
  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,265
    hedonist said:

    there is beauty in everything I see
    how I react is sometimes confusing to you
    I understand...
    occasionally or often my words are a reaction
    to the many emotions a statement or event will inspire
    but in the end of it all
    there is still beauty in everything I see
    I don't ask for your foreignness
    or even for you to understand my words
    our paths have never crossed
    but still I wish you a prosperous journey
    and may God light your way.

    Godfather.


    I think I get this, GF...at least from where I am, in the now.

    Thank you, my friend.
    (;

    Godfather.

    it dosen't matter to me what a man dose for a living you understand..
    as long as his interest's don't conflict with mine.
  • bluegracebluegrace Posts: 2,133
    Thousands, yet thousands
    Threads of silver
    Weaving us together

    Thousands, yet thousands
    Threads of silver
    Over glittering seas
    Kool Kat Club 1992, Moderna museet 1992, Globen 2012, Friends arena 2014
  • whispering handswhispering hands Under your skinPosts: 12,839
    Shattering tears spread prismatic glitter across the skies of broken souls.
    D1B50013-8BB5-4861-B9BC-AA0D88D58DF4.jpg

    The first rule of the ten club fight club is you don't talk about the ten club fight club!
  • vogonpoetbythelakevogonpoetbythelake Posts: 862
    edited October 2016
    Dancing in Darwyn's Den

    The freedom of the lift
    The turn..the spurn
    I choreographer
    You
    With the girl you admired
    On a Saturday Night Fevered Adventure
    To LearnPlayCreate the balls to the walls
    Best disco party ever!!!!!!!!!!!!
    The Art was Divine, Three Piece White Suit... Lamee'd to every traffic circle wall
    A repeated play
    There is nothing as ecstatic as sharing
    a sad mans joy...
    Right wing says I can fly logistacly without my left wing...
    We need both... to fly... easily...
    with purpose...balance
    To see the hour turn in an other...
    32 minutes to go...


    peace and love and understanding...

    WEPT....
    Post edited by vogonpoetbythelake on
  • AnnafalkAnnafalk SwedenPosts: 2,866
    The feeling of gratitude how is it best described.
    Without the surrounding thoughts and obstacles in the way I keep stumbling on
    I keep returning to the same place
    The place that I love
    To once again feel and relive the same feelings over and over
    A safe and loving place
    Let me fly on the notes once more let me feel like that again
    Like that
  • just like that...thank you!
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